When I was a kid I was allergic to cooked tomatoes. Therefore, I wasn't given ketchup on anything, or tomato based sauces. While I love a good marinara now, ketchup is something I just can't get a taste for. DH loves it on everything and goes through Costco bottles!

I used to love crab, lobster and scallops; however now I really don't care if I have them or not. Shrimp and prawns are still high on my list, depending on how they are cooked.

Someone gave me Vienna sausages as a kid and I loved them. I would beg my mom for them and she would give in once in a while and get me a can even thought she couldn't stand the sight of them. The thought of them today makes me a bit queezy....

I think that I may be one of those people that has more tastebuds. I can drink coffee, but only light roasts and only with cream. I can taste even slight differences in coffee, give me maxwell house or folgers and I can taste a huge difference. I can't really drink Starbucks, too bitter. I cannot tolerate beer, and a wine has to be very mild for me to be able to tolerate it. I know people that just buy whatever coffee is on sale and can't taste a difference. I get lattes at It's a Grind coffee house and they are so delicious, very smooth, strong flavor with very low acidity, they are robust but no bitterness at all.

For me lobster was a big let down. I grew up in Maine and didn't try lobster until I was an adult, my family loves it and my brother-in-law was a lobster fisherman, so we got lots of free ones. I didn't enjoy it at all. I can't really stand the taste or smell of any seafood though.

For me lobster was a big let down. I grew up in Maine and didn't try lobster until I was an adult, my family loves it and my brother-in-law was a lobster fisherman, so we got lots of free ones. I didn't enjoy it at all. I can't really stand the taste or smell of any seafood though.

My husband was a commercial fisherman. He would bring home lobsters all the time. Once he brought home 16 lobsters. I put them in the large crisper drawer in the bottom of the fridge. Forgot all about them Until they started to smell. They were all dead. The neighbors wanted to run me out of town.

I am lobstered out. Had them all the time as a kid. Then my daughter thinking she was doing something nice for me would buy one for me when she was having dinner on the patio. The yacht club that the family belongs to has a big lobster fest every summer. When I go, I tell them "No lobster" Each person gets two. Other folks tell me "why didn't you take them and give them to someone that eats them." But I do take some of the bodies and shells home and make a seafood stock with them.

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